At this moment, the Yun family door, which had been closed, finally opened.

What came out was a proud woman wearing a fashionable and elegant Chanel windbreaker and high heels. She was about her early thirties, and she was first-class in her figure and face, just like a girl of eighteen or nineteen.

It was just a pair of sharp and unruly aura that appeared in a pair of slender eyes, which made people retreat.

Behind her, seven or eight black-clad bodyguards were holding umbrellas for her. No matter how heavy the rain was outside, there was not even a drop of rain on her body.

The moment he saw this woman, Yun Muqing and Aunt Zhao's faces changed.

The eldest son and daughter of the Yun family, Yun Xiaoyue, the eldest daughter of the Yun family, is also the person who is the least incompatible with Yun Muqing.

"What a drama of deep love between master and servant, it's really touching."

Yun Xiaoyue curled a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes swept over Aunt Zhao with sharp eyes, her voice a little colder than the cold wind: "Aunt Zhao, do you dare to disobey the orders of the Yun family and meet this slut without permission. Do you want to provoke the Yun family's rules?"

"You want to die?"

Several bodyguards behind her also stood up together, and they were about to fight when they had a disagreement.

Aunt Zhao's face changed drastically and she was panicked. She begged in a low voice: "Miss, I, I'm watching the lady get wet in the rain outside, and I can't bear it--"

"Even if the master doesn't want to see her, he is a relative of blood after all, and he can't watch her get sick from the rain, right?"

Yun Xiaoyue raised her eyebrows and shouted in dissatisfaction: "It's a big deal. How do you do things as a master? You need your servant to teach me? "

A bodyguard in black rushed over immediately, and two loud slaps slapped Aunt Zhao in the face.

Bang, bang!

Aunt Zhao is old and can't stand this. She screamed and fell into the soil, covered in mud, and was covered in embarrassment.

Yun Muqing was shocked and hurried over to help the old man up, "Aunt Zhao, are you okay?"

Yun Xiaoyue looked at the scene in front of her and felt extremely happy and comfortable. She was bored and played with the manicure she had just done, saying proudly and disdainfully:

"A slave must have the awareness of a slave. The master's mind is something you can guess without authorization? It is something you don't know how to live or die."

Yun Muqing was angry at that time. She stared at Yun Xiaoyue with her almond eyes, "Sister, Aunt Zhao also watched us grow up. She is our elders. How could you treat her like this? Do you still have a little conscience?"

Yun Xiaoyue raised her eyebrows, "What, what does it have to do with me to teach my Yun family's slaves a lesson? A slut who was kicked out of the family, what qualifications do you have to interfere in my Yun family's affairs?"

Yun Muqing bit Hong's lips tightly, full of chills and grievances. She helped Aunt Zhao stand up and said coldly:

"You can bully me, but I won't agree to bully Aunt Zhao like this."

"Aunt Zhao has also served grandpa for twenty years. When I see grandpa, I will definitely sue you in front of him and see how you end up."

Faced with Yun Muqing's threat, Yun Xiaoyue not only did not have any fear, but instead giggled unscrupulously, "Yun Muqing, do you really think you can see grandpa? To be honest, grandpa doesn't know your arrival at all. Even if you stand here until dawn or until death, grandpa won't know--"

"Yes, I was hiding it."

In Yun Muqing's pretty face, as if she was struck by lightning, Yun Xiaoyue's smile was fun and continued, "Including, the scene when you were kicked out of the house five years ago and knelt on the house stupidly, Grandpa also didn't know, and I was hiding it."

"You, now know, why there are more than 100 people in the Yun family who care about you? Because they don't know at all, hahaha--"

On a stormy night, Yun Xiaoyue laughed wildly, her smile was hideous, like a devil in the darkness.
Chapter completed!